"Yes, I'm messing around, I'm messing around!" Sima Ji looked like he raised his hand and surrendered, and half-jokingly said, "Now I believe that the emperor's sister-in-law will not arrest me in a short period of time. Isn't it beautiful to sort out the ban on the country and live a safe life in a few years?"

This is a sentiment. The more I feel that the war will inevitably occur in a few years, Sima Ji cherishes the current quiet time more and more. It feels like the sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is just near dusk.

The Eight Kings Rebellion actually only lasted a few years. However, the intensity of the battle between front-line troops was rare in Chinese history. Five or six years of chaos passed, and almost all the troops of the Jin Dynasty were destroyed.

Sima Ji felt that with the accumulation of agricultural society, the five or six years of war was already very long. If possible, he hoped to end the war in the Central Plains in three years.

However, when it comes to long-term planning and taking steps, Sima Ji seemed to be stretched, which has a great relationship with his lack of concern for the gentry. Zu Ti can be regarded as both civil and military, but Zu Ti's literary style focuses more on military arrangements and military strategies. His advantages are between victories and attacks. After all, it is still a martial arts.

Therefore, the King of Yan could only take the method of diligence to make up for his shortcomings. If he couldn't figure it out at once, he would think about it a few more times. If he couldn't keep up with the general trend, he would have to keep up with it. More soldiers than the opponent and his weapons would be sharper than the opponent. All of these were done. As long as he was not too stupid than the enemy's commander, I believe he would not lose.

Strictly speaking, Sima Ji has no one who can give him an idea. He can only discuss things with Yang Xin when he has nothing to do. He has a smart and long-term vision. He has no military advisor who has a talented man in governing the country and ensuring national security. He can only discuss with a female fan, but he has completely implemented the concept of family and world.

"Since Sun Lu comes from Luoyang, he has to feel the greatness of the emperor's grace in the past few days. He must recover at a speed visible to the naked eye in front of this Huangmen Lang." Sima Ji said to himself, "It's time to pretend to be sick, and it will be unbeautiful for the long time. Besides, Xin'er is already inconvenient for her health. Many things will be handled by her husband themselves, so you can also take a break."

"I really make my husband love me so happy!" Yang Xin stretched out the green onion jade and pointed it at Sima Ji's nose. Having said that, Yang Xin also understood that Luoyang visitors were in Jicheng. If Sima Ji continued to pretend to be sick, she would definitely be found pregnant with Liujia.

Pretending to be sick is pretending to be sick, but being discovered by others is completely different. These are two things. The former is not exposed and at most is considered to be a low-key person, while the latter is already considered a crime of deceiving the emperor.

"By the way, Hongnong Yang is not really a talented person for everyone. He is not the kind of your brothers, you need a real talent." Sima Ji turned around and asked this question. He couldn't discuss it with his wife if he had something to do. This was not a long-term solution.

"If the husband wants the talents in the court, there are, if the husband wants the talents of the world, that kind of person can't be found casually. For example, Master Liu Hui's arithmetic attainments, that kind of person is very rare." Yang Xin also wanted to help Sima Ji find some talents to help, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Then forget it, it's okay for your husband." Sima Ji gave up this idea. Don't expect the success rate of the aristocratic family.

The talent of Wang Dun and Wang Dao is as good as that of Wang Dun and Wang Dao. The latter is a mean and polite person, which is not much different from him. If Sima Ji brought Wang Dun over, he could really subdue the other party. If two mean and polite persons work together, the people in the world will be in trouble and encounter such a pair of bastards.

Inspiring the emperor's grace, Sima Ji is of course recovering day by day. He listened to Sun Lu's congratulations in his ears. Sima Ji looked at the other party without changing his face. Recently, the official in Jicheng was very active, but the inner historian and the lieutenant were in charge. If his illness was not cured, he would probably meet him, including the chief clerk, record, record, and record.

"Don't blame the Marquis outside the Pass. I am still a little weak. I have neglected the Marquis outside the Pass recently." Sima Ji spoke lazily. This laziness is really not something he pretends to be. He usually does this.

The Marquis outside the Guan was the newly established title of Cao Wei after the Marquis of Guannei. In the Jin Dynasty, he was the last official title of the 18th level. Although he had a title but no fief, he was also a dignified title, which was specially used to encourage and reward the ministers.

Although Sun Lu and Dong Meng are both eunuchs of Jia Nanfeng, they cannot be compared with their official positions and titles. Dong Meng is obviously the one who is more valued. As for Sun Lu, they can only say that they are not bad. At least Sima Ji has seen Sun Lu pass the imperial edict several times in Jicheng, and Dong Meng, who is truly favored, rarely comes out of Luoyang.

"I heard that Your Highness is going to repair the city, but I don't know if this is the truth?" Sun Lu asked with a sip of tea.

"It is to repair the city by the way. Before I got sick, I wanted to build a grain warehouse. The farmers faced the loess and turned the sky to eat. However, there were unexpected situations in the sky, and it was not uncommon to be poor overnight. Youzhou is a bitter and cold place. If you are prepared for any trouble, the people of Youzhou will be at peace." Sima Ji asked calmly, "Does the Hou of the Pass think what I said makes sense?"

The idea of ​​building a grain warehouse is actually added later. Building an elevated drinking water bridge must require stones, and stones must be mined from Yanshan. Mr. Sima Ji wanted to do two birds with one stone. Since quarry could not be avoided, it would be okay to empty the stone yard and build a grain warehouse. Otherwise, I would be sorry for the corvee levy and do the most things in the shortest time.

"What Your Highness thinks is naturally reasonable!" Sun Lu pondered for a moment, "But you still have to cherish the people's strength, otherwise Luoyang will be talking a lot, and it's not to be concealed. This time I came here to see the movements of Yan State. Some people are still a little worried about Yan State and always mention this matter in front of the queen. If you hadn't seen that Your Highness had just recovered from a serious illness, I would have wanted to say it long ago, and the royal family would have complained about Your Highness."

What I said? Why did I run to Jicheng without saying a word? It turned out that someone gave me eye medicine? Among the royal family, Sima Ji looked calm and asked, "Who?"

"King of Zhao Sima Lun, King Yan, should have been the one who went to Guanzhong to quell the rebellion." Sun Lu lowered his voice and named the key points, "If King Yan had not arrived in Luoyang, the imperial edict had already been issued."

"I want to thank the Marquis of the Pass, otherwise I wouldn't know that someone is always staring at me." A hint of clarity flashed in Sima Ji's eyes. He really underestimated Sima Lun. He didn't take it seriously on the surface and said in a punctual way, "When Marquis of the Pass, he brought some specialties from Youzhou when he returned, you have to worry about it this time."
Chapter completed!